The Lady.
You evaded my question before. Do you consider me very guilty, Herr von Wolters?
v. Wolters.
He loved you, Countess. That makes you holy in my eyes.
The Lady.
I thank you for that word--little as I deserve it. It has never been my way to undervalue myself. But your opinion meant so much to me----
v. Wolters (puzzled).
What difference could my humble opinion----
The Lady.
Don't say that, my dear friend. There are few people--perhaps not even my own husband--who have ever seen me as you see me at this moment--so weak, so helpless, so--I had almost said--unguarded. Remember that--and spare me.